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Life’s most beautiful moments are often wrapped in imperfection.

We all wonder if we are enough and worry about the opinion of others. Reading a book recently reminded me that the most beautiful things are often imperfect. Let me explain.

The book was one I originally read two decades ago. And it’s a book that fundamentally changed my life.

It’s called Overwhelming Odds, and it is the unauthorized biography of my life written by two people who knew me better than anyone else: my parents. It details their experience of having a child burned, of trying to keep a family together, of witnessing the community show up in mighty ways, and of experiencing the transformative power of grace in action.

Though I’ve read it many times, while reading it again, I was caught off guard by how often I had to close the book and wipe my tears! In one particularly moving section, Mom writes about how the experience changed not only how she felt about the idea of perfection, but redefined it so she could see it more clearly in others:

“It was somewhere during these debridement, grafting, and release surgeries, somewhere between sitting at John’s bedside, walking the halls at night, praying for healing and begging God for a second chance at life, that I came to redefine, in my heart, what it even meant to be beautiful, normal, and desirable.

Because I came to realize that the world would not see John as fitting these categories as before, and I could not share in the world’s biased judgment of my little boy.

That realization, decades ago, not only freed me immensely from inner struggles, but also has opened my heart profoundly to the inner beauty of others.”

My friends, we all wonder if we are enough. We too often measure our worth through the impossible lens of perfection. And in doing so, we become incapable of fully seeing how our wounds can be the potential sources of wisdom, mistakes can be opportunities for a message of hope for others, and our brokenness can be a brilliant reminder of what it means to be truly beautiful.

Decades ago, Mom redefined perfection. That choice changed the way she saw her burned little boy. And in time, it also slowly changed the way I saw myself.

Today, look beyond the imperfections in the mirror and seek a far more valuable identity. Recognize that the scars exist because wounds have healed. And know that in redefining perfection we won’t just positively change our lives, but those lucky enough to do life with us.

Today is your day. Live Inspired.

8 replies on “Redefining Perfection”

What a beautiful written work by your mom. As a mom, I find myself instantly drawn in reading her words, empathizing with her struggle and pain. Finally, embracing her pain and admiring her for her courage and faith. You are truly blessed and were definitely saved by God for a purpose. Keep up the inspirations, John. We need them!!! You are truly being the hands and feet of Jesus in all you do.

Your parents have been an inspiration to me since I had the opportunity to meet them years ago. When I had a stroke 2 years ago, I appreciated them even more. My sweet husband has become my physical and mental support and many times I think of the courage ,of your dad and the love of your mom to help me on my journey. When I reflect on their love for each other, It deepens the love I have for my husband and family that comes with gratitude and appreciation of the love we all share. Our family is one more thread in the tapestry of life that your family has touched and I am deeply grateful!

Good morning, John! 🙏❤️‍🔥
Your motivational email messages will never disappoint!♥️

“My friends, we all wonder if we are enough. We too often measure our worth through the impossible lens of perfection. And in doing so, we become incapable of fully seeing how our wounds can be the potential sources of wisdom, mistakes can be opportunities for a message of hope for others, and our brokenness can be a brilliant reminder of what it means to be truly beautiful.“
👆🏼 THIS, my friend is truly GOLD!!🌟✨🙏

John, your warm and deep hearted sharing provides a kind of model and a challenge for what our culture needs in this time and in this place. Thanks for sharing your mom with me (us)!

You have a remarkable Mom, John. I’ve never met her, nor talked to her, or even seen her from afar, but I believe if our paths would ever cross, I would consider her an instant friend. She has a capacity to love that is extraordinary and wisdom to fill volumes. She is a rock in your family who wears a beautiful smile and always looks for the best in people and situations. You benefitted from her care, concern, acceptance, and love. And rather than keep these gifts to yourself, you share them with the world. Once again, you use a Monday Motivation to share a powerful lesson. Thanks to both of you for making me want to be a better person.

John, thank you for this reminder. Your story is an inspiration. Leaning about the trees in the forest is a reminder not only of this lesson, but to apply its meaning along the way.

Quick reminder, Dr. A did several minor motocross repairs on me growing up. His assistant, Barb Kemper, was my mom’s best friend and she got us in to see this wonderful man. He left an impression with stitches and always dropped a few words of wisdom during our time together. He is truly a gift from God and passed that gift to you.

John, your mom had a strong faith. As I did my morning reading today your Monday motivation went hand-in-hand with my readings. James 1:12 states blessed is the one who perseveres under trial, because having stood the test, that person will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him. Your mom truly loved the Lord! I appreciate you and all your kind messages. Keep up the great work!

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